I do not know why it took me so long to make it to Boston. And it’s a city — from photos and online resources — I underestimated for its size, green spaces and cultural experiences. In (less than) 24 hours, I barely dabbed my toe in the city’s energy and arts. I hustled as much as possible to take in energetically and visually what time and transport allowed. It is the first of many trips to this city, I hope; but one I marked as a personal favorite and one of which taught me more about American history, art and culture than any other place. Some highlights noted here, and I hope to add to the list over time and opportune visits.

If you are not keen to stumble down King Street in a drunken stooper or indulge in buttermilk biscuits or greasy collards, there are ubiquitous wellness options in exploring this beautiful city I call home, I promise.  (I have lived here over two decades!). Perhaps not featured in main stream media or as instagram click bait, Charleston offers an incomparable wellness community and scene, dense with boutique fitness, farm to table culinary options and various ways to stay on track with your wellness program for any traveler.